Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

"Oh, not at all, you..."

"Alright, if you have something to say, just say it. I don't have so much time to play guessing games with you." Sun Dasheng waved her off, preventing her from continuing to beat around the bush.

Jiang Yiyi finally understood; this big shot was completely different from those she'd encountered before.

As a star, an aspiring star, naturally, she had attended numerous social gatherings.

So she had met many wealthy bosses, but this one in front of her couldn't be more different.

One could say he was unique.

Of course, in the end, she never agreed to let those big bosses become her followers; otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up in her current situation.

It's not that she had no acting opportunities at all, but the lack of good resources was a cold, hard fact.

In the current entertainment industry, without connections or backing, you have no resources.

No matter how much potential you have or how talented you are, you pale in comparison to these factors.

Otherwise, why are all the hot shows now filled with ugly actors and actresses, who not only look bad but whose acting skills are also unbearable?

It's truly a gathering of the apes of mankind.

Figuring out this person's character, Jiang Yiyi changed her usual demeanor, adjusted her sitting posture, and sat up straight.

She looked directly at Sun Dasheng and said, "I hope to gain President Sun's favor and want to go further in the entertainment industry."

This was sincere, and Sun Dasheng could tell.

"Why you?" Sun Dasheng asked.

The implication was, why should I choose you, when there are so many talented artists who are down on their luck in the industry now?

"I can sign the strictest contracts with the company, be it for ten or twenty years, and the penalty for breach can be set at the maximum."

She almost said, I'll sell myself to the company.

Sun Dasheng could feel this sincerity.

Her eyes were full of stubbornness and determination.

Even Sun Dasheng couldn't help but admire her a bit.

Is she an idealist?

But then how do you explain last night's behavior?

Did she sacrifice herself for idealism?

That sounds somewhat absurd.

Seemingly sensing what was in Sun Dasheng's mind, she hurried to explain, "Last night I wanted to meet and talk with you, just like today, not what you think it was."

This statement was both true and false, because last night she did entertain a risky and desperate thought.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have felt so ashamed afterward.

Although it was just a momentary reckless thought, it was undeniable that she did indeed have it, which is why she was so eager to explain.

Otherwise, the proper response should have been to handle it calmly.

"I understand." Sun Dasheng nodded, giving her a serious once-over. From a multitude of beautiful women he had seen, her looks were not outstanding among them.

What was remarkable was her unique temperament, which is the foundation for someone wanting to become a dazzling star.

Because if you're beautiful but not distinctive, it's hard to become famous.

She has a decent foundation, with the potential to become very famous.

But it's merely a foundation, and in the current entertainment atmosphere, it's extremely challenging to promote someone to a nationally recognized star.

Not to mention, after the departure of the 1985 Flowers, none of the newly emerging traffic stars seem capable of taking over this massive flow and popularity.

Perhaps Dilraba and Nazha could each count as half.

The others were all lackluster.

The subsequent so-called Four Little Flowers were ridiculed as the Four Average Girls, which was truly hard to maintain a straight face.

"Isn't the company planning to sign a contract with you?" Sun Dasheng tossed out another question.

Jiang Yiyi let out a bitter laugh, "Such generic contracts, what's the difference between signing or not signing? The constraints are minimal, and the perks are low. The company won't invest heavily in cultivating us."

"Is that so? Could it be that you misunderstood something?" Sun Dasheng then picked up the phone on the table, made a call, and it was answered instantly.

It was Sun Dacheng, who had previously talked with Jiang Yiyi.

She recognized the voice.

Though familiar, the tone was unfamiliar, as the boss of a company valued at over a billion (investing a billion in a production) could be so obsequious, it made her almost chuckle.

However, their conversation quickly caught her interest.

"Da Cheng, is that ten-billion star-making plan of yours just a gimmick, or are you seriously preparing to do it?"

"Bro, of course, it's real. Spending that much hard cash, if I don't seize the chance to cultivate our signed artists, why would I benefit artists from other places?"

"So what kind of contract are you planning to sign with them?"

"Bro, the signing you refer to means?"

"Um, the talented ones you mentioned earlier on stage."

Hearing this, Jiang Yiyi's ears perked up.

To say something funny, she still didn't know what kind of contract she was going to sign, she'd been stuffed full with Da Cheng's promises and had run over in a muddle.

Several other artists were in the same situation as her.

They couldn't even land a decent role before, so who cared about what kind of contract they'd sign, as long as they were promised roles tailored for them, they would come running.

The only exception was Guli Nazha, as that was the big gift prepared for his cousin, and she had early on secured favorable terms in her contract.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have joked on stage about coming to this company to retire.

Because the conditions were indeed too good.

"Oh, I've been so busy I forgot to discuss the contract details with them, thanks for reminding me, otherwise, I would've messed up big time.

No way, I have to sign the contracts with them overnight, or someone might poach them."

"Don't be in such a rush, just tell me under what terms you intend to sign them."

"For newcomers, naturally it's a seven-year base contract. I can't adjust the duration; it wouldn't be right for the company to lose them as soon as they're trained, right?"

"Enough, no need for so much talk with me, just state the terms directly." Sun Dasheng suspected this guy was still affected by previous events.

"Hehe... My bad, my bad.

The contract is for seven years, we can be lenient with the profit split, eventually, the company takes 60% and the artist 40%."

Hearing this, Sun Dasheng glanced at Jiang Yiyi beside him.

She nodded in strong agreement and softly said, "Other companies take 90%, so this is already very good, I have no objections."

"Alright, continue."

On the other end, it seemed they overheard the whispering, immediately understanding why his cousin staged this, and why he suddenly cared about these stars' contracts.

So that's why...